Chapter 895 (2/2)
Chu Yan's lengthened arm slapped on the ground, five fingers deep into the rock, and then yanked.
Crackle!
He lifted a rock that could stand dozens of people.
The friar standing on the rock suddenly screamed and fell around.
Chu Yan's other hand, the eight wasteland halberd, followed.
Boom!
A critical blow in the air seems to be an iron mountain peak, which can be directly blasted.
These ten friars were completely destroyed.
Don't mention the corpse. In a flash, all of them turned into a mist of blood, wriggling in the mid air, coagulating but not dispersing.
”How could that be?”
”Run away!”
”This guy can't be killed!”
”It's not immortality, it's invincible at all!”
”Run away!”
”If you don't run away, you can't go away!”
”This is a monster!”
All of a sudden, in addition to the explosion, scream, howl, the most is the scream of panic.
Ning Mai Jing is triple perfect. One person is chasing more than 1000 monks in the same realm.
No one can stop him.
No one dares to stop it!
As long as you see Chu Yan's hands, all of them have been scared to death at this time!
But Chu didn't care.
As long as the enemy appears before his eyes, he will die.
No one is going to escape!
The hot blood kept falling on him.
Chu Yan is just like a demon now.
One hundred!
Two hundred!
Three hundred!
Four hundred!
When Chu Yan killed five hundred people, all of them were covered with blood, the monks at the scene began to flee.
Originally, there were a few people waiting for Chu Yan to be exhausted, so as to seize the opportunity to kill him.
But Chu Yan's performance now, let alone the killing, the escape of these people is a problem!
So this time in the dog god mountain, such a spectacle appeared.
Originally, the monks on the mountain were all scared to fly away. They fled to the bottom of the mountain and blocked up with the monks.
And this block, let Chu Yan catch up smoothly.
”Extremely angry sword intention!”
In a flash, the sea of blood surged up again.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that it would develop like this in advance.
In the fierce fight, the number of monks who died in the hands of Chu Yan also rose sharply.
Six hundred!
Seven hundred!
Eight hundred!
Nine hundred!
Nine hundred and fifty!
Nine hundred and ninety!
Shua!
With a row of six or seven monks being cut off, Chu Yan has killed a thousand opponents in the same territory.
And at this time, he suddenly a cold smile, a step suddenly rushed out.
The friar in front of him was shocked. Before he could react, he was crushed by Chu Yan.
With a wave of his arm, he tore open the blood mist, and Chu Yan grabbed the black friar in front of him.
Before Chu Yan killed people, at least one move.
More time, eight wild kill God halberd wave, at least five or six monks died.
Blood sacrifice Dafa is even more terrible. The arm like a giant beast will die when it is wiped.
But at this time, he just pulled off the black monk's arm.
And the friar, with a leap, jumped to a big stone nearby.
The friar lost his arm, but at this time, he could not see the slightest hurt and pain on his face. His eyes narrowed and looked at Chu Yan.
A moment later, the friar said, ”how do you know it's me?”